It’s one thing to feel something in your gut and know it to be true, and another to say it aloud. Stating the outcome of some inner turmoil, whether to your partner, your puppy or the mirror, is acknowledging whatever truth you’re struggling with for what it is. It’s acceptance. I will not be running…
Clean Slate: Today I Did Nothing and That’s OK (Friday- 7.28.17)
In all of the years I have been a runner, an outdoor-enthusiast, a goal-setter, I can’t remember a day without an objective. Today was no different; I ate breakfast with the intent of beginning the Friday I’d planned all week. Starting with emails and a side of breakfast, my morning run, hitting the yoga studio,…
Holy Cow
Hi-ya Folks, First of all, I want to say thank you for all of the feedback and wonderful messages I have received since publishing yesterday. I’m overwhelmed with gratitude. I’m truly in awe of the endless support and engagement of this community. However, I think it is important to point out that my intention was…
The Canyons Endurance Run 100k
Last Saturday was a big deal for me. I won the Canyons 100k. I finished top ten overall (8th to be exact) in a stout men’s field, close to an hour after the male winner, Bob Shebest. What I’m even more proud of is my time. I completed all 63 miles of that course in 11:32:16, just under Magdalena Boulet’s 2015 time. *The only faster time is Magdalena’s course…
I Like to Write about Real Life Stuff
Two weeks ago, I raced and was humbled by a 50K. Two weeks ago, I also lost my job. Most of you already know the first part of the story; I raced hard and with intent. A podium spot was insight for most of the day that instead ended in vomit, a dramatic finish line…
Breaking The Tape: Rio Del Lago 100
You’re going to be fine. You will finish. I repeated these two phrases aloud to myself over and over again as I lay on the side of the trail under an emergency blanket, desperately trying to warm up. Thoughts of the warm bed at my hotel and an intense feeling of isolation completely consumed me….
Just A Little Something About Nothing
It’s funny how sometimes the stories that are the most deserving to be told are the ones that leave me at such a desperate loss for words. In theory, a year that filled me so completely should effortlessly translate into a filled page. Yet, here I am, dumbfounded in a coffee shop so accurately fulfilling…
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